Hanging up the communication, Ronan's gaze shifted from the sun to the wider and sparser clouds, and continued to ponder:

Why is it biased?

It's still a long way off.

The distance between him and his destination was almost three hundred kilometers, and now he was closer to the satellite cities on the outskirts of Spring City.

Although there are adjustments that Ronan deliberately made in order to avoid the impact of the cross-air movement directly hitting the laboratory ruins, the error is so large that he can't help but think about it.

In his field of vision, the appearance of the sun or clouds is different from that of ordinary people, and it can be said that it has broken the common sense category of the orderly transmission of thousands of years of civilization history, and has been integrated into the simple and complex space-time structure.

At this time, magneto-optical mica is stretching its intermittent huge body, roughly wrapping the surface area of more than 500 million square kilometers of the planet, so far it is not satisfied, and with the help of the special properties of the earth's magnetic field, it will be magneto-optical, trace back to the source, continue to penetrate into the earth's crust, mantle, and crust, and intersect with different rotational speeds in different levels and regions, feel or try to play with the planet's space magnetic field, and integrate with the surrounding distorted space-time structure.

At the same time, it follows the impact of the solar wind on the earth's magnetic field, blends with the stream of ray particles thrown out by the polar regions, and naturally transforms its nature, flowing deeper into the cosmic space, seemingly arbitrarily and casually, regardless of the integrity of the form—or as long as that subtle magnetic structure exists, no matter how it is torn and deformed, the essence is still one.

Whether its creators and controllers can keep up is another matter.

Of course, in the endless process of outreach, magneto-optical mica still has a restrained instinct.

Within the sphere of its magnetic diffuseness, magneto-optical mica has always used its special perspective to observe all the things that exist in this area, trying to disassemble them into a "more suitable structure".

In Ronan's view, this may be considered an "aesthetic".

Well, if we follow the "aesthetic taste" of magneto-mica, the world's tens of billions of people, hundreds of millions of times more than human beings, various types of animals and plants, microorganisms, aberrant species, including non-living existences such as water, soil and mineral deposits, will inevitably be recombined.

It may be done slowly, or it may be achieved in an instant after accumulating enough energy.

Whenever he touches and feels the "fun" of magneto-optical mica, Ronan has a sense of accomplishment in saving the world.

Thanks to his ability to control this terrifying nature that humans cannot understand, he did not allow this existence, which he single-handedly created and possessed the resources of the Maharaja, to completely distort the entire life on earth and even the time and space of its existence......

The question is, who made this thing?

Ahem, anyway, it's under control now, at least there's no sign of it begining.

Thinking about it now, the magneto-optical mica that I encountered at the "relay station" at the beginning was certainly powerful, and with its own strength, it overwhelmed the formed army of the Tianyuan Empire. But on closer inspection, I am afraid that it is also limited by the evil environment, and its scope of influence has shrunk significantly, and it is only entrenched on one planet, and the distortion of the space-time environment has not reached the point of being too strong.

As for this ...... on Earth It's still in control, isn't it?

Ronan's mind turned over a few times, but he found the root of the problem:

The problem lies in the limitations.

It is precisely because of his limitations that magneto-optical mica cannot completely shape the space-time environment according to its "aesthetics", and there are certain differences in rules and performance between it and the earth's local space-time.

When Ronan came over, in order to save worry and effort, he used the cloud qi phantom body of magneto-optical mica all over the world to realize the transfer and shuttle, and followed the law of magneto-optical mica, which formed a certain deviation from the real environment of the earth's local time and space.

His recent experiments have all been tested at medium and close distances around Xia Cheng, and even if there is a deviation, it is not obvious. The only long-distance movement is that there is a horned demon remnant to achieve anchoring, which has no reference value......

Sure enough, there is no reason for the perfect success of the first experiment, and it is easy to improve after knowing the problem.

Ronan already has a certain number in his heart, if he wants to use the fast path of magneto-optical mica, and at the same time eliminate the errors inside, either let go of the nature of magneto-optical mica, and let the local space-time of the earth it covers distort into the shape it hopes to achieve, or between it and the local time and space, do a correction and correction calculation, which can be completely solved with configuration design.

Ronan, of course, chose the latter.

Even if it consumes some more mental energy, it is a hundred times less effort than his previous use of the "Roche Sandwich Domain" to forcibly break through the barriers of the two realms and realize the void shuttle and jump.

Then again, sometimes, the stupidest way is the right way. If you want to go further in the understanding of space-time configuration, of course, you can refer to the experience of magneto-optical mica, a monarch-level fantasy species, and it is not appropriate to borrow it too often, so it is better to balance it.

After pondering and reflecting in the field, Ronan still has to do the right thing after all.

The wilderness is not the main road of Xia City, as long as you go out of the metropolitan area, there are countless risks and troubles. Finally close to the outskirts of the city, not to mention that in recent years, the military has shifted from defense to attack, and has slaughtered and driven away the extremely dangerous deviants around, that is, there are three or two fish that have slipped through the net, and here in Ronan, a distance of ten kilometers, they will be instantly distorted by magneto-optical and turned into plasma and flesh.

Unfortunately, it's not enough to make a thing that works.

Ronan didn't care about anything else, re-demarcated the location of the laboratory ruins, and prepared to move over again, but at this time, in the direction of Spring City, several reactions accidentally hit the induction net in his core.

He turned around, and behind him the reckless wilderness had already raised a rolling yellow dragon, which was the sand and dust raised by the off-road vehicle, and the other party was coming in this direction at high speed.

Of course, Ronan could have thrown them away in an instant, but he still stopped, and with some curiosity, stopped and looked back.

In a short time, several armed off-road vehicles with obvious military colors appeared at the edge of his field of vision, but they were limited by the undulating hilly terrain, and they appeared and disappeared from time to time.

Those people in the thick armor definitely don't have Ronan's perception ability, but with the blessing of the contemporary technology system, using the network of satellites and radars, Ronan's existence can still be discovered in advance - on the premise that he did not deliberately hide it.

Therefore, long outside the line of sight, on the armored off-road vehicle, there are weapons [5200] locked from afar, and unmanned reconnaissance aircraft are flying and coming this way.

Ronan raised an eyebrow and just stood there, watching what the other party was thinking.

And more than ten kilometers away, inside the vehicle that stirred up dust and smoke, Lieutenant Colonel Chen of the Chuncheng Guards also scratched his head: "Where did such a person jump out?" ”

It's a shame that it's not a patrol today, the problem is that it's not a patrol!

If you lead a team to patrol the defense, such a half-grown teenager who suddenly appeared outside the city will send a drone to interrogate him, and after distinguishing clearly, it will be much more refreshing to detain and beat.

But now, his first thought is to bypass it.

I know with my knees that the young man who suddenly appears in this reckless wasteland is either a double patron of brain pumping + luck, or a special person who needs special attention.

Looking at his appearance, no matter how you look at it, it is not the legendary contemporary brain-dead donkey who wants to measure the wilderness with his feet. It was as if he was going to a funeral......

"Huh?"

Lieutenant Colonel Chen glanced back subconsciously, because in his car, the key person of this escort was dressed a little like that over there......

He looked back, but the old man he was concerned about was frowning and closing his eyes, trying to combat motion sickness. And beside him, the specially invited guide sat there very restrainedly, but the sassy and toned female graduate student opposite, and the idle fiddling with the projection.

Well, this one also has higher authority, as long as she doesn't take pictures at will, she can only go.

Lieutenant Colonel Chen was still calculating, but there was a humane in his ears: "This person is familiar." ”

"The enemy?"

Qiu Wei beside him, in terms of rank, is lower than Lieutenant Colonel Chen, but he has the aura of a hero in Spring City, and he is a full-time person in charge of this security mission, Lieutenant Colonel Chen still values his opinions very much, especially when there is something to say.

"Have you seen him?"

Qiu Wei shook his head: "It seems to be on the information distributed." ”

"Huh?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen turned his attention to the on-board intelligent projection interface that was in operation, where the recorded images had been analyzed for a long time, but there was no result for a long time.

Basically, it can be confirmed that this is not a resident of Spring City. So......

"Where's the information?" Lieutenant Colonel Chen had no choice but to ask again. As a burner, Qiu Wei's authority in some areas is still above him.

"Hey, Senior Brother Luo?"

Before Qiu Wei could answer, the female graduate student directly opened the communication, afraid that she would call back to the school.

Lieutenant Colonel Chen frowned, and before he could say anything, his sensitive ears and eyes heard a faint echo over there: "Senior Sister Tang? ”

"I see you!"

"Huh?"

It wasn't that side that was surprised, it was the side of the carriage that was surprised.

The other side laughed, "I saw you too." ”

At this time, on the projection interface of the brain, the half-grown boy waved his hand towards the direction of the camera. Soon, there was a thumbs up again, looking like a backpacker asking for a ride.

Lieutenant Colonel Chen only felt absurd, and at this time, someone in the carriage spoke at the same time, and the two voices merged into one, both of which:

"Stop!"

The one who spoke was the female graduate student who had called before, and the other was Captain Qiu Weiqiu beside him.

At this time, the vehicle was still about two kilometers away from the teenager.

Lieutenant Colonel Chen subconsciously replied: "Stop now?" ”

"Pick him up!" The female graduate student took it for granted.

Qiu He didn't even object.

Lieutenant Colonel Chen's brows were locked, and out of trust in Qiu He, a professional, he was still as good as he was after all:

"Stop over there."

Two minutes later, the armored convoy stopped, and the half-grown boy honestly and unceremoniously boarded the car, his mouth was quite sweet, and he repeatedly said "I'm causing trouble for everyone" and so on.

As the commander, Lieutenant Colonel Chen didn't react, just looked at the information that Qiu He called out in a daze.

At this time, the old man in the back compartment who couldn't stand the toss also opened his eyes, just in time to take a picture with the young man, who had just been a little dizzy from motion sickness:

"Hey, what's this?"

"Are you Professor Wu?"

The young man's attitude was very respectful, and in the small space, he still bowed: "I often hear Senior Sister Tang and Senior Sister Tian mention you, as well as Professor Pan." ”

The old man in the car, that is, Professor Wu Zunliang, is old, but his brain is first-class and flexible, and he was stunned, and his back suddenly stood up: "Tian, Tian Si? You are...... Yes, she has mentioned you many times, Qingwen and Zhongheng's child, Luo Yuandao's grandson, Ronan! ”

Ronan bowed again: "It's me, Professor Wu." ”